Lynn's Comments: When I was a kid, my bed could fly; I was convinced of it! With the covers over my head, my imagination took me everywhere and I sometimes fell asleep dreaming about flying. It's no wonder that many years later, I found myself marrying a pilot and learning how to fly!
Lynn's Comments: Here's an interesting note about the animated version of this story: Animation is an extremely expensive way to make a moving picture. The studio often runs out of money, which is when some awful compromises are made. By the time we got to this scene, we were told that there was no more money for animation, the storyboard imagery would have to be cut, and that the fact that Michael was on a busy street corner with people and cars going by would have to be "fixed in post." This means that the editor, camera operator and people in the sound department (post production), would have to make the busy street "happen" without the visual imagery. If you watch the film you will see that every time there is a close-up of Michael and the hot dog stand, there is a flurry of sound. Cars, horns, people walking, dogs barking...all these sounds are inserted and the viewer believes that a load of activity is going on. Then, when there is a long shot, showing the hot dog stand from across the street, for example, there is nothing going on in the background at all! This was a very clever way to eliminate a lot of expensive work. This happened far too often when we did the animated shows and the results weren't always successful. The words, "fix it in post" are a joke in the industry, meaning that a studio will often leave the most impossible "fixes" to the post production crew!
Lynn's Comments: This awful dilemma made for a good story and teachers told me they presented it to their classes as an example for discussion.
Lynn's Comments: For years these kinds of cartoons (about wolf whistles and smart remarks directed at girls) were not considered in bad taste. In fact, this behavior was expected, and as a girl being whistled at by boys in a passing car (depending on the way it was done), I thought was funny and fun. Times have changed…and for the better.
Lynn's Comments: When I was 16, I went to Montreal to visit my mom's sister Monica and her family. It was the time of greased hair and Elvis wannabes. My cousin Marty had the best hair. He wore it in a perfect "duck tail" with a suave curl on the forehead. He looked like he was right out of "West Side Story." His dad, my uncle Maurice, owned a Cadillac convertible and was happy to load all of us kids into it. I was surprised when Marty complained that his dad was putting the top down—the rest of us were thrilled. My memory of that drive to the country is Marty crouched in the back trying to keep his hair straight while the rest of us enjoyed the wind.
Lynn's Comments: A drawing like this required some reference material. When I couldn't take the photos I needed, I had loads of magazines to look through. I'm quite jealous of the artists now who can just go to YouTube and Google!
Lynn's Comments: When I had done this cartoon and was looking at it in the paper, I realized I had missed the most important part of the joke. The sun should have been much more noticeable, and the last panel should have been a much more colourful sunset.
Lynn's Comments: Yup. But I think the music was better then than it is now!
Lynn's Comments: When I was about 18, I went with a couple of girl friends to English Bay. Adelheid, who was a stunning dark beauty, ran into the water in an opaque, white bathing suit. But, when she walked back to us, we could see everything. Wet, her white suit had become transparent. She was horrified and spent the rest of the time rolled in a towel. Interestingly, I don't see too many plain white bathing suits!
Lynn's Comments: I had a lot of fun drawing this strip!
Lynn's Comments: Whenever I had a crush on a boy, my imagination would lead me to a scenario much like this…but, minus the other people.
Lynn's Comments: The whole time the "Michael and Martha" theme ran in the strip, my son was asked if it was true; if he was really seeing someone called "Martha." Usually, his friends were able to get past the hype and see that FBorFW was "just his mom's imagination," but this story caught fire. Aaron's friends were sure there was more to this than a comic strip. It was one of the rare times when my work made one of my kids really uncomfortable.